I've never understood parents letting their children call them by their first names. I've known a few over the years, but I've always been of the opinion that it was a little disrespectful. My kids have always called me Mom, or on occasion Mama. When my son was little and I helped out with his hockey team, all the kids addressed me as "Joseph's Mom".
I recently reconnected with one of my former high school teachers via social media. We sent a couple of emails back and forth discussing what we'd been up to for the past.....gasp.... 30 years, and he finally wrote and said "You know, you don't have to call me Mr..... anymore. It's John. Just call me John".
I promptly wrote back and said "I don't think I can do that". It was just much too weird to me to call my grade 12 history teacher "John". Of course, I've been making the effort, but it has not come easily. And I realize I still address most of my parent's friends as Mr. or Mrs. So and So. That's just the way it is.
My daughter recently decided she might want to switch her major to Marketing so in an effort to help her decide, I arranged for her to become an unpaid intern at my office, helping out the marketing team. She's had part time jobs since she was 14 but she's never worked in an office before so naturally I coached her a little bit on dress code and basic protocols.
On her first day I brought her a plant for her desk as she was settling in. "Thanks, Mom". I thought for a second and then replied, "I'm not 'Mom' here".
"Okay, thanks Nancy" she said with a smirk as I was walking away.
"That's Mrs. Raimondo to you" I answered.
As I continued walking away I heard the young man at the desk next to hers laugh and say to her, "Ha. I get to call her Nancy!"
I recently reconnected with one of my former high school teachers via social media. We sent a couple of emails back and forth discussing what we'd been up to for the past.....gasp.... 30 years, and he finally wrote and said "You know, you don't have to call me Mr..... anymore. It's John. Just call me John".
I promptly wrote back and said "I don't think I can do that". It was just much too weird to me to call my grade 12 history teacher "John". Of course, I've been making the effort, but it has not come easily. And I realize I still address most of my parent's friends as Mr. or Mrs. So and So. That's just the way it is.
My daughter recently decided she might want to switch her major to Marketing so in an effort to help her decide, I arranged for her to become an unpaid intern at my office, helping out the marketing team. She's had part time jobs since she was 14 but she's never worked in an office before so naturally I coached her a little bit on dress code and basic protocols.
On her first day I brought her a plant for her desk as she was settling in. "Thanks, Mom". I thought for a second and then replied, "I'm not 'Mom' here".
"Okay, thanks Nancy" she said with a smirk as I was walking away.
"That's Mrs. Raimondo to you" I answered.
As I continued walking away I heard the young man at the desk next to hers laugh and say to her, "Ha. I get to call her Nancy!"
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